It’s A Gas!

Needle & Thread

There can’t be a hole in the ozone-layer

– I’ve decided it, don’t you see.

There can’t be a hole in the ozone-layer

because ozone’s important to me.

It’s a very serious matter.

I’ve been panicking about it all year.

I’d mend it myself with a needle and thread

but I can’t find the Stratosphere.

HI-TECH GARBAGE

HI-TECH GARBAGE

HI-TECH GARBAGE PILES

Oh dearie me, what have we done!
– By caring for our trees
we’ve caused an even bigger problem
– mainly overseas.

No longer free to write a note
on pristine paper sheets,
we’ve manufactured electronic
bleeps and cheeps and tweets.

By using smarter gadgets
and discarding older phones…
we’ve created hi-tech garbage
in a crush of silicone.

 

GAS GUZZLERS

CARSGAS GUZZLERS

We own a white coupe

(which was once a fancy car!).

It’s only meant for two

and so we cannot drive it far.

But it takes us to the shops

and down the coast and out for meals

It’s modest and efficient.

        Well – it’s just a set of wheels !

 

CARS

We bought it years ago

with petrol prices at their worst.

The planet was in meltdown.

Now – I’d guess that’s been reversed.

‘Cos we’re parked here at the shops

among a drove of monster cars.

Four-wheel-drives peer down wide-eyed

as if we’d landed here from Mars.

 

CARS

A Colorado to the fore…

two Sportivos to the rear…

four Hilux in my line of view

…five Rangers very near.

Some Prados and a Cherokee…

an Azure. – Get my drift?

And nowhere do I even sense

one modicum of thrift!

 

CARS

Seems to me that conservation’s

gone off-road and lost it’s way

‘cos we’re driven to expand

 no matter what the pundits say!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

INCOMPARABLE PLANET

Floating Cities

INCOMPARABLE PLANET

Far off on planet Zorrog
the seas are a purpley-pink.
The trees are all gold and silver.
And the mountains are lilac – we think.

There again, on distant Thorrassa
the plants are all orange and puce.
And are just as entrancing, in their own way,
as the shimmering aqua of Zeus.

Here, on Earth, the rivers run brown.
And the air is a sludgy-grey.
The high-rise towers are a sooty off-white.
(But we’ll clean it all up, one day.)

 

CORAL TANKING

Fishtank in Window                                                                                CORAL TANKING

Coral bleaching! Coral bleaching!
What’s the point of all that preaching
if the coral reef keeps bleaching all around?

We could dive down in the ocean
to apply a rainbow lotion
‘til a permanent embalm’ment could be found.

If we stopped the seas from warming
would we save the coral-spawning
in the moonlight, on that one night of the year?

Would that give us baby coral,
make us feel upright and moral
if we grow some in a fish-tank somewhere near?

 

CONTRARY WEATHER

Sun

CONTRARY WEATHER

Sunshine and rain are both lovely

when they arrive at a suitable time.

But when rain drizzles down almost daily

that’s when sunshine comes into your mind.

 

It’s when frost nips your toes and your fingers

that a mirage of sand seems just right.

Then when sand burns your soles at the seaside…

…yes…a cloud is a welcoming sight.

 

Snowflakes seem gentle and precious

‘til they block-up the path to your car.

Then you wish that a wind would transport you

some place magic, like Zanzibar.

 

 

Russian Sink Ponds

RUSSIAN SINK HOLES

RUSSIAN SINK PONDS

The tundra of far-off Siberia
is a very remote location.
It’s where all the dissidents of Communist Russia
were sent for their “re-education”.
True.
So…
this frozen zone has a small claim-to-fame
as a bleak and unusable wasteland.
If you tried to establish a home of your own,
there’d be pressures you’d have to withstand.
Because…
the tundra is covered with thin permafrost
holding pockets of methane in place.
When it melts in the summer, the gasses escape
to disperse and pollute without trace.
Worse…
this thin permafrost is melting too fast,
in these days of increased global-warming.
It’s not cold enough in the winter
for a firm permafrost to be forming.
So now…
far-off Siberia is becoming renowned
…and this greenhouse gas is the reason.
Its bubbles of volatile sink-holes
may be changing the balance of seasons.